Country 'Til I Die

I got an invite to a Saturday night
 Shindig way up town
 You know old John likes to have his fun
 I couldn't turn a party down
 The band was playing some highfalutin music
 I'd never heard before
 Everybody there seemed to like it a lot
 But I was headed for the door
 Then somebody had the nerve, to call in orderves
 Like something from a real bad dream
 On my dish was a little piece of fish
 Some rice and three green peas
 I've never had a taste for the social graces
 The way some folks do
 I've got problems, doctor can you solve 'em
 Would you give me a clue
 He said I can't treat a man in your condition
 As he looked me in the eye
 All I see, is John you'll be
 Country 'til you die
 Chorus:
 Country 'til you die
 Every bone in your body is countrified
 It runs in the family, and you can say that with pride
 It's in the way you look, the way you walk and talk
 Down to the truck you drive
 You're just gonna be country 'til you die
 (Instrumental)
 Yeah...(Chorus)
 Yeah, I'm just gonna be country 'til I die